So much free time I almost don't know what to do with myself
I have three days off this week. THREE DAYS! . . . Not, like, in a row or anything, but still.
This is a delightfully unexpected amount of free time, and since they're coming every other day through Friday, the days I am working become much easier to bear. XD As I am also feeling besieged by a sudden burst of domesticity, I plan to spend a good portion of this time doing some cleaning and cooking.
Last night I made pseudo-enchiladas. (Not sure exactly what goes in proper enchiladas, but it would almost certainly involve ingredients I didn't have.) The beauty of cooking dinner for myself is that, since I live alone, I'm only cooking for myself. This means that a) I'm always guaranteed to get food I like and not have to bow to other people's fondness for ingredients I may not care for, and b) since most recipes are designed for 2-4 people at minimum, I always have leftovers for lunch the next day. This is excellent, and keeps me from constantly going to the Subway that they've evilly moved a mere half-block away from our store. (Meatball sub, SO TASTY!)
Tomorrow my plan is to make a big fuck-off pot of spaghetti sauce--pretty much my entertaining staple, as it feeds a lot of people and is actually fairly simple to make--and possibly a cache of meatballs to freeze. Then I just get home, boil up some noodles, reheat some sauce and meatballs and BAM! Near-instant dinner. This idea pleases me.
So, I guess the only real point here is, if you live in the area, come over some time and we can have spaghetti! XD
This is a delightfully unexpected amount of free time, and since they're coming every other day through Friday, the days I am working become much easier to bear. XD As I am also feeling besieged by a sudden burst of domesticity, I plan to spend a good portion of this time doing some cleaning and cooking.
Last night I made pseudo-enchiladas. (Not sure exactly what goes in proper enchiladas, but it would almost certainly involve ingredients I didn't have.) The beauty of cooking dinner for myself is that, since I live alone, I'm only cooking for myself. This means that a) I'm always guaranteed to get food I like and not have to bow to other people's fondness for ingredients I may not care for, and b) since most recipes are designed for 2-4 people at minimum, I always have leftovers for lunch the next day. This is excellent, and keeps me from constantly going to the Subway that they've evilly moved a mere half-block away from our store. (Meatball sub, SO TASTY!)
Tomorrow my plan is to make a big fuck-off pot of spaghetti sauce--pretty much my entertaining staple, as it feeds a lot of people and is actually fairly simple to make--and possibly a cache of meatballs to freeze. Then I just get home, boil up some noodles, reheat some sauce and meatballs and BAM! Near-instant dinner. This idea pleases me.
So, I guess the only real point here is, if you live in the area, come over some time and we can have spaghetti! XD